Broken Trust Does Not Have To Be Forever

"My new school was okay. My math teacher favored me. He took a liking to me, began giving me his lunches. His sandwiches were filled with meat as opposed to mine, which were usually peanut butter and jelly. It was never anything I liked. I grew suspicious of his motives because it was happening too often. After awhile I took the sandwich out of courtesy and respect for him as an adult. His generosity caused me to be guarded. One evening the Professor showed up at Grandma Ethel’s wanting to take me to some school event. I protested but Grandma Ethel made me go.

"The Voice: “That was the night you found yourself walking down the road with your underpants in your hand, sobbing that she will not believe you. She’ll think you were the cause of it.”

"That was all I remembered from that night."

(an excerpt from my book: There The Midst The Mysterious Exposed)

I have had many adults disappoint me, especially the ones I expected to protect, who instead exploited. At one point in my life I was filled with hate, anger and bitterness.

The man died when I was a teenager. I never saw him again. For years I mistrusted the motive behind gifts.

Mistrust was good at times and other times I cheated other people who were good people out of blessing me.

There is no way to retrain yourself to trust a person who has violated that trust. That requires a higher self, a higher consciousness.

For me that came as a spiritual encounter that bathe me in so much love that I no longer felt the need to be angry, bitter, hateful. As a matter of fact I felt sorry for my perpetrator. Yes, I pitied him in his state, and to think, he might have died in that condition.

Those who do things to you to change the course of your life will control you the rest of your life if you keep holding on to anger, bitterness, hate.

As much as we would like to punish them and think we are, we are not. Chances are what they did to you has been disregarded, maybe even forgotten.

We do reap what we sow. Vengeance is not ours, that is, if we are spiritual people. The Lord says it is his.

I spent 30 years wasting thoughts and being tormented by my past perpetrators, but now I have chosen to be free, to Let Go and Let God.

Since I have done that it has opened up a whole new world for me. I feel like a kid in a candy store, trying to take in all the wonderful things that are happening in my life.

Let it Go and FEEL the JOY!

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What Praise Does For A Child

(Excerpt from my book: There in the Midst The Mysterious Exposed

"I have no memory of when I started to school or any early learning experience. I do remember my first encourager: her name was Ms. Helen. She was an elementary school piano teacher. She was the first person who praised me. I’m not sure how I ended up taking piano lessons.

My mother’s sisters were into singing and piano so I guess I took the interest from them.I don’t remember what I did to cause Ms. Helen’s comments but I have never forgotten her words. “Ashley, you are improving. If you work a little harder at this you could get good at it.” I bottled those words. I hung onto them because no one had ever told me that I could do anything."

You can make or break a child by what you say. I needed someone to speak something good into my mind besides the self-defeating thoughts that tormented me. I found something to grab on to. I wasn't very good at it. I couldn't remember the exercises from one lesson to another.

Ms. Helen could have told me I was a failure, that I would never master the piano. Instead she chose to challenge me to work harder at it.All along the way, there have been people like her. They came at the right time. They had the right word.What I once thought was luck was GRACE.Because God gifted me with this lady, she provided a tool that would impact my life forever.

From that day, a work ethic rose up in me that was unbeatable. I knew anything I set my mind to do, I could conquer it with hard work. I've never expected anything to be handed to me. My attitude was always, "I'll make my own way."

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